Jeshew is born on an arid, rocky planet, where roughing it in the mountains is the normal way of life. He is blessed with impressive speed and agility to hunt the Tephars, dragon like reptiles, for a living. His brother was a member of the local peacekeepers, who was killed fighting the Tephar when a pack of the demons attacked a nearby settlement. Unbeknownst to anyone, Jeshew was playing in the beasts’ territory prior to the attack.
Jeshew believes the death of his brother is his fault. Unable to bear the shame, he one day leaves his village to live alone in the wilderness. He currently lives a vagrant lifestyle in a dugout. His mother believes him dead, unaware that her “guardian angel” is her son, providing her with extra money for a more comfortable lifestyle.
She is friendly, as well as sensitive to the feelings of others. She is a solid believer of the Christian faith and avoids conflict when possible. She has her father’s smarts and her mother’s fashion sense and is a quick learner with the latest in weapons and technology.
She is of a forest-dwelling race of non-humans. She is a fervent follower of the Old Christian Religion, and her faith in the Creator has allowed her to overcome her blindness; she is able to know, in some mysterious way, what is happening around her.
Coltorian was a former commando in the galactic military. His friends nick named him Tank because of his large build. He was a weapon mechanic and designer there. He often recites scripture as it is the one book he read over and over while serving his planet. He Isn’t much for words besides quotes, so much about him remains a mystery because of that.
A complacent and ambivalent government took no action to assist the populations of the Outer Planets prior to the Orphene super nova. As a result, the shockwave pummeled his home planet and his family was forced to flee as refugees to one of Haderia’s neighboring planets, Tristene. Again, due to government ineptitude, they were met with no relief. Coltorian went to work in a machine shop as a child laborer to provide for his parents who were stricken with Fire Lung, a respiratory disease that slowly destroys one’s lungs. Mercifully they died shortly after contracting the disease and with no one to stay with and no one to provide for him, Coltorian stayed at the machine shop, developing his mechanical knowledge, scraping out a living, and waiting for a chance to repay the government and Terrestria Corp. for his pain.
Coltorian hates the corrupt government, Terrestria Corp’s coldness, and society’s accelerating moral decay.
